Chapter 92

The first time Gao Mu took Ma Yiming to fly, he asked him to call out the monitor Zhen Naifei.

Of course, Zhen Naifei won't skip class like him. The appointment time is between classes.

Ma Yiming did not succeed in front of the eight golden faces last time. This time, he performed very smoothly in front of Zhen Naifei.

Big back, BP machine, back against the golden cup "handsome B".

"Ma Yiming, what's the matter with you? Why do you put so much glue on your hair?"

Big back is too dazzling. Zhen Naifei asked Ma Yiming when he saw his first sentence.

"Feifei, this is moss, not glue, okay?"

Ma Yiming felt his hair as hard as iron and fiercely retorted.

He spent half a bottle of moss for the modeling of this successful man, but now Zhen Naifei said it was glue and almost spit blood angrily.

"Please call my name, Feifei. Don't use it indiscriminately, will you?"

From the first time I met Ma Yiming, this guy's mouth is Feifei. Feifei's name is. She really doesn't like this self familiar Qingming title, so she corrects it every time.

It's a pity that every time she corrects, she can't change Ma Yiming's idea. Everything remains the same.

This is a dead circle. They have been circling around and never got out of the tangle of address.

"OK, Feifei."

Ma Yiming likes Zhen Naifei, but he doesn't dare to say it clearly, so he always uses this method to call Feifei with a smile kiss, which has always been ambiguous unilaterally.

Every time he called Zhen Naifei and was corrected by Zhen Naifei, it was the happiest time of his life.

So he likes this and not that, and never repents.

"All right, I have an outsider here. Don't flirt any more. Time is pressing. Hurry up and get down to business!"

Gao Mu made a joke between Zhen Naifei and Ma Yiming.

"Who flirted with him, Gao mu, don't talk nonsense."

Zhen Naifei's neck was painted, and her whole face soon turned red.

"The stick is right. Work first and get down to business first."

Ma Yiming quietly gave Gao Mu a thumb. He didn't learn four character idioms in vain. He used them just right.

"Hum!"

Zhen Naifei snorted coldly.

"Last time I promised you to participate in stationery sales, but you also know that Xie bin and they have done it in advance. I learned today that they have paved the way not only in our school, but also in No. 1 middle school and other primary schools. It's difficult for you to step in now."

Gao Mu saw clearly that the stationery business in the school of the whole town was actually controlled or scheduled by Xie bin.

At this time, it's unrealistic for Zhen Naifei to grab meat from their mouths. In some things, she may be able to fight for it with the capital of beautiful girls, but in the face of financial interests, the eight gold may not be cold to her.

Although Zhen Naifei has many admirers and secret admirers in No. 2 middle school, she doesn't have much intersection with the eight gold, so they can't give up part of the market to Zhen Naifei.

"Ah, you mean you won't let me participate." Zhen Naifei frowned and worried: "but Gao mu, I really need money. Can you think of a way?"

"Don't worry, I just suggest you don't compete with Xie bin. I'll do what I promise you."

Reneging on his promise is not Gao Mu's style. What he promised must be realized in the end, but the specific process can be changed.

"Yes!"

Zhen Naifei nodded and waited for Gao Mu's words.

"Brother Ma, bring that box to the monitor."

Instead of grabbing meat with badajin, it's better to find another way to make money.

Gao Lu's small suggestions just give a new way to stagger the positive competition with Xie Binhe and others, develop the full-time market for girls and sell trinkets.

Ma Yiming holds the paper box and stands beside Zhen Naifei. In order to let her see the jewelry in the box better, she is close and close.

Zhen Naifei didn't notice such a small move, but Gao Mu couldn't cry or laugh and sighed.

"Headwear?" Zhen Naifei asked in surprise, "do you mean to let me sell Girl Jewelry?"

"That's right." Gao Mu nodded. "There are three categories of people in the world who have the best money to earn, one old, two young and three women. Women's money in the middle of the period is the best money to earn. I believe you know this better than me?"

"Well, you're right. I see."

Zhen Naifei is not a fool. Gao Mu just ordered and she figured out everything.

Indeed, she found another way to sell headwear, which is better, more opportunities and more money than she is now competing with Xie bin and them for the stationery market.

Moreover, she is a woman herself. She also has advantages and is more suitable for her.

"It's good to understand. Take these things first. There is the final sales price. I hope you understand that the price of things from my hands has been extremely preferential, so the sales price is fixed. You can't reduce the price at will or increase the price arbitrarily. I ask you to be fair as always."

"In addition, these self-adhesive logo marks are pasted on the products when you are free. This is a quality assurance mark. If there are quality problems, you can return them with the packaging with logo marks. Although the things are small, we implement three guarantees of quality."

Making money is important for Gao mu, but he also has to do word-of-mouth. Now Xiaosheng wants to do some experiments in addition to making the first bucket of funds.

Many things need him to keep trying and summarizing, and then he can make progress all the time.

It doesn't mean that he is invincible as soon as he returns to the file, but he knows everything. That's not the case.

He is only a forward-looking strategic awareness and a prediction of the future trend of society.

Practical things, knowledge, technical ability, management means, execution strategies and so on all need him to learn and practice.

In other words, if Gao Mu wants to succeed, he has to make more efforts than others in addition to his prophets.

There is a saying that if you are not afraid of others being excellent, you are afraid that excellent people will work harder than you!

What Gao Mu wants to do now is the excellent and hardworking person that others are afraid of.

"I know, but I can't give you money until I sell it. Won't this agreement change?"

The idea is Gao mu, the goods are Gao mu, and the opportunities are also given by Gao mu. Zhen Naifei will do what he says.

He has this executive power. Now his only concern is the payment for goods.

I'm short of money and need credit.

"This is what I promised. I won't break my promise. Just write me a receipt. When things are sold out and when they are cleared."

Gao Mu didn't take much jewelry this time. Gao Lu distributed some. Zhen Naifei still has more than 1000 goods here.

He believes that with her ability, she should be able to deal with it almost before the Spring Festival. Even if there is a backlog, there will not be a lot.

"OK. Thank you."

Zhen Naifei's tongue gently moistens her lips and sincerely thanks Gao mu.

Her goal is to sell all the things before the year, so that she can have an income and have a comfortable year.

Because of some emergencies, it is difficult for her family this time. This opportunity is a timely rain for her.

"And me? Feifei, why don't you thank me!"

Ma Yiming still holds the carton, licks a face and smiles, waiting for Zhen Naifei's praise.

"Oh, I'm sorry to let you hold it for so long." Zhen Naifei said cunningly with a light corner of her mouth: "thank you. You've worked hard. Why don't you work harder and help me move things to the classroom?"

Cartons must be inconvenient to move around, and these things are valuable, and they can't be placed anywhere at will.

Zhen Naifei is going to put them all in her schoolbag. This schoolbag will not leave her for a long time.

She will be a mobile backpack vendor.

"Hahaha, let's go. Isn't this what you dream of?"

Gao Mu smiled and patted Ma Yiming. The boy was afraid that Zhen Naifei would ask him to move the box. Moreover, even if Zhen Naifei didn't ask, Gao Mu estimated that he would take the initiative to do it.

"Won't you go up?"

The smile on Ma Yiming's face has never been so bright. The frost flowers in June don't melt as fast as he does.

"I won't show up today. Help me cover for my head teacher."

It seems that Gao Mu really told Ma Yiming that it was actually for Zhen Naifei.

"OK, I know what to say. But you still need to go to Mr. Wen tomorrow morning. You can't escape this process."

Today's cover she can fight, tomorrow's reality still depends on Gao Mu himself.

"Hey, let's talk about tomorrow!"

Gao Mu waved them away, while he stood beside the golden cup car and silently looked at their backs.

Until he disappeared completely, he still stayed and looked for a long time.